"My people, my people. What can I say? Say what I can. I saw it but I didn't believe it. I didn't believe what I saw. Are we gonna live together? Together are we gonna live?"—Mister Senor Love Daddy.
DA MAYOR. Where'd you sleep?
MOTHER SISTER. I didn't.
DA MAYOR. I hope the block is still standing.
MOTHER SISTER. We're still standing.
SAL. You keep [the money].
MOOKIE. No, you keep it.
SAL. You keep it.
MOOKIE. No, you keep it.
SAL. I don't believe this shit.
MOOKIE. Believe it.
SAL. Are you sick?
MOOKIE. Hot as a motherfucker, but I'm all right though.
SAL. Well, they say it's even going to get hotter today...What are you going to do with yourself?
MOOKIE. Make the money. Get paid. Sal, I gotta go see my son. If it's all right with you.
Sal nods yes.
"I'm gonna kill somebody today."—Sal.
Here's the scene of the destruction of Sal's Famous. Listen to what Mookie says when he throws the garbage can through the window. Look too at the reaction of the crowd when Coconut Sid persuades ML not to go after Sonny and Kim (and their little girl).
I've seen this film at least ten or twelve times. I know what is coming. And every time I see the film I always wish that Sal doesn't open the door to Ella and Cee and Punchy and Ahmed. And I always wish Radio Raheem and Buggin' Out don't get in Sal's face and Buggin' Out doesn't call him a "guinea bastard"—and that Sal doesn't call Buggin' Out a "n----r" and destroy Radio Raheem's boom box. It all seems so avoidable.
Radio Raheem's death this time was more painful for me than it's been the first twelve times I've seen the movie. Yet the very end of the film seems hopeful: three guys, two black and one Latino, are tossing a basketball around (are they Punchy or Ahmad and Stevie?). The street is beginning to get cleared. Old folks are going to church (it is Sunday after all). Life goes on. Carl Rosenbaum said years ago, when I told him we were watching this movie, that it was too hopeful.
So....
•Your reaction to the riot: from what Buggin' Out, Radio Raheem and Smiley demanding Sal put up pictures of black people to the police's assault on the neighborhood to that terrible keening shriek that Mother Sister makes in the midst of all the horror. And along with your reaction: why did it happen? Is there someone(s) to blame? Could it have been avoided? Was it inevitable? And what do you make of Mookie throwing the trashcan, shouting "Hate" as he does so? A lot of questions, I realize: but important ones.
A couple more points. The film is dedicated to the families of Eleanor Bumpers, Michael Griffiths, Arthur Miller, Edmund Perry, Yvonne Smallwood, and Michael Stewart, all killed by the NYC police. Second, the film ends with a song by smooth jazz singer Al Jarreau that plays over the credits. It's really quite a beautiful song—perhaps not what one would expect at the end of such an intense movie. But Spike Lee loves contradiction and conflict. And he has a great taste in music.
One more thing. Mookie is still delivering pizzas for Sal's Famous.